A old Roundtable friend (Enemy?) would chastize me for most anything, but more likely a lack of originality. I wrote this as rebute of sorts, and it sounded typical of my style and grasp, so I decided to display it. lgl
The disruptable Train of Thought
So utterly irregular to what was taught,
Could it be massive Freight
Great mass and fraught
With all forms of Images taut;
Or a Passenger Express with naught
But clouded Visions ill-fought
In the Darkness of that sought..
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|Reviewed by jude forese
|an intruiging track of idea you ride upon ...|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Reviewed by Sue Hess
|elusive though it is, you have caught it nicely.|
|Reviewed by Frances Lynn
|Igli - interesting and profound ..... make it longer next time. Don't know anything about modern poetry but thought 'Freight' at the end of line three thankfully made your poem unpredictable.